An Adam might be filled with terror
and from God's face
hide himself in paradise!
The most high God himself comes to dwell among us:
and so my heart is not afraid;
it knows his compassionate temper.
Out of his immeasurable kindness
he becomes a small child
and is called my little Jesus.

Well then, the fear and sorrow of death
are given no thought by my heart which has been comforted.
If he is willing to journey
from heaven to earth,
then he will also
think of me in my tomb.
The person who truly knows Jesus
does not die when he dies,
as soon as he names Jesus.

Come then,I want
to hold on to you, Jesus,
even if at once the world
were to split in a thousand pieces.
O Jesus, for you, only for you,
for you may I live wholly,
in you, alone in you,
my Jesus, may I sleep.